This week’s New York magazine rehashes, qualifies, then flips the controversy surrounding the Gawker Stalker Google Maps mash-up try to follow along.
From Adam Sternberg‘s exhaustive “Notes on New York’s Celebrity Infestation“:
But did I say anything to these celebrities? Did I ask for an autograph? Did I stop and gawk and snap a camera-phone picture and squeal that this was the greatest day of my life, at least since last weekend, when I saw Mike D of the Beastie Boys at that place just off Avenue A? Of course not. I live in New York. I don’t care about celebrities.
Then, after rehashing the controversy over Gawker Stalker:
“The shtick of being a New Yorker is that we don’t care about celebrities,” says Jesse Oxfeld, who was co-editor of Gawker at the time of the controversy but has since Âparted ways with the site (and subsequently joined New York). “And this entirely belied that. So it offended me a little bit. Because Gawker is supposed to embody a certain Ur-New Yorkerness, which means not being impressed by celebrities. Or, at least, being impressed but knowing enough not to seem impressed.”
Not to be outdone, the magazine then recreates a Gawker Stalker-style “Star Map,” with celebrity addresses culled from public housing records:
Thanks, New York! We always wondered where Parker Posey‘s stoop was. We’re headed there right now! And, hey, Adrian Grenier we’re stopping by tonight to live-blog Tabloid Wars! Don’t worry, we’re bringing our own entourage.